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Wade-Into the Deep Publishing and Products: Ismet's Honor/Ribbon&Belle #abortion #fathersrights #romance #infertility
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Sunny Verdi has always wanted the “good-life.” Husband, home, lot’s of
children. After cheering on her best friend and fellow embryologist
Belle, through her successful quest for her dream, she wanted those
things even more.
Unfortunately, Sunny broke the heart of her fantasy years earlier and it would take m9re than wishful thinking to get him back.
At 17, unable to voice his opinion against an unwanted abortion, Ismet
Honor O’Neal ran from the girl who killed his dream of the perfect life
and the white picket fence.
Now he spends him time aiding other men in being the voice in the lives of their children.
Years later, he returns and Sunny is waiting.
She’s going to need more than the love in her eyes to repair the fences.

EXCERPT: Ismet's Honor
“You really gonna let her make you do this? You gonna let her kill our baby?”
“I don’t have a choice. She’s my momma. I’ve only been sixteen two
weeks and here I am pregnant with a baby. Met, what can I do with a
baby? How can I finish school? Go to college? I can’t be a mom, right
now.”
“I thought you loved me. Wanted our baby.”
“I do.”
He felt her put her hands on his shoulder, he shook it off. The contact
seeming to burn him with desire and freeze his heart at the same time.
This is the person who in one night soared him to the sky with the
announcement she was pregnant and then casually tossed him to the pits
of hell with the plans for an abortion. She sat in silence as he opened
the door of the car and went to sit on its hood. With every step, he
wanted to fall apart. There was nothing he could do. Nothing or no one
able to help him. It wasn’t possible to make her carry the baby and then
give it to him. Sunny was right, they couldn’t go above her mother’s
demands.
With a small turn of his head, he glanced in her
direction. There she sat, stone-face in the car. He wondered if she even
cared. If the whispers of love she’s mouthed for years was just the
fantasy of a teenage girl in her first relationship. Did she even care
for him? From the corner of his eyes he watched her staring, as if she
were unable to move and join him.
The hurt he was feeling, there
was no way Sunny felt anywhere near as helpless and devastated as he was
feeling. She had the upper hand. It was her body, her child- until it
was dead.
The finality, took the last bit of strength from his
body and he fell across the hood of the car, crying loudly in despair.
The deep sobs tearing his heart apart. The thud of the metal hitting
metal roused him from is misery. A simple hug would’ve meant a lot. A
word of comfort or remorse would’ve balmed his spirit. Instead, he
watched her shoulder her purse and without a glance in his direction,
she strolled up the walk to her mother’s house. The taps of her heels as
they walked the sidewalk to the front door, the closing snap, an end to
his wishful dreams. All sounds that echoed in his nightmares for years.
They were the symphony of the end of his life and the catalyst to many
changes.

BLURB:

Ribbons & Belle

Gorgeous, dedicated fertility counselor Tyson Ribbons, has admired
and loved embryologist, Anabelle “Belle” Lee for along time. When
she comes in for counseling he fights everything within him not to
deter her from her plans.

Doesn’t stop his heart from wishing it could be him fulfilling her
desire.

Anabelle Lee, mourning her inability to have a child of her
own-suffered through two miscarriages, a heartbreaking late-term
abortion, and a soul crushing divorce. As an embryologist, she has
protected the potential life of many frozen specimens, and lived
envious of the women choosing invetro fertilization as their form of
reproduction.

After a bit of encouragement from her best friend, and counseling
from the very perfect Dr. Ribbons, Anabelle takes steps to fulfill
her desire to become a mother.

Problem is, the announcement brings more of a shock than a gift.

Excerpt:

Why
the rush? Not because he didn't have the time, but because he
didn't want to loose his momentum or his nerves.
It would be today, no turning back. Tapping the face of his
watch and holding up two fingers to his
receptionist, he indicated the amount of
time he’d be gone!!br0ken!!

She
laughed. That knowing chuckle combined with the lift of both of her
brows, told him without words, she knew better and
exactly where he was going.

Of
course she did. It wasn't possible to hide your
true self from your sister. Cornelia
knew him like a dogeared page. Yeah, she'd make him pay when they
were off the job. The teasing would be relentless.

Inwardly,
he joined his sister's laughter, chuckling at himself for the
an obvious ploy, but he had to see her. Anabelle
Lee was like a drug to him. A jolt that awakened him in the mornings
and helped him to sleep throughout the night. Visions of her lived
within his dreams.

“Tyson
Ribbons.”

The
demanding tone of his sister’s voice caused an immediate response
to her command and he turned in her direction. Old habits died hard.
He grew up with her as make shift mom, she followed the same patterns
in the office as she wove through their home life, she was the real
boss.

Hand
in pocket, Tyson tried to stare her down and failed miserably. He
sighed before responding, stopping just short of rolling his eyes in
irritation because that would make her draw out the conversation even
longer.

“Cornelia.”

“You’re
gonna have to grow some real ones, brother and ask Anabelle out on a
date. You can’t keep popping over to take peeks at her as if she’s
a treat in a candy store.”

“Shudup
Corny. I’m just bringing a file over, nothing more.”

“Sure
you are.” Cornelia turned to face the computer screen, pulling a
folder from a pile

Giggling With Joey

Ey on The Author's Nook

Joey- Authors Nook 2015

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